I found a really retro-old-fashioned, incredibly sexy dress, in a charity shop. I knew he would love it; being practically backless with a low cut neckline. It is shiny and lurid, with a flamenco-style split, keeping a stocking top on show. Perfect to wear when you are being a dirty bitch for your man. Continue reading Such a Dirty Bitch Deserves to be Whipped and Scratched
I’d seen him a few weeks before – we had a mutual friend. It was then he’d caught my eye – his were dark and brooding. Tonight I chose to sit next to him. Someone began to place the drinks down on our large table and we all took our respective tipple. I felt a little dazed as I could smell him. Not an aftershave or cologne, him. I could smell his body, his sex, his love of life and women. My heart involuntarily beat faster. Continue reading Whispered Obscenities on a Festive Night Out
Tied up with scarves and stockings
“Why don’t you sit down over there,” he says, distracting me from fiddling with my stockings.
He points to the sofa a few feet away from the table where we are sitting. I do as he tells me and he places a candle on the cabinet next to my seat, to light my face, sits down opposite and looks intently at me without saying a word. Continue reading Stockings, ripped shirts and observations ~ Real life erotica
Sinful Sunday Stairs – Still hot from the night before.
For some reason it took me a little time before I came across Sinful Sunday. I’ve only had my blog for 18 months so perhaps I was just too busy living and trying to provide content for it.
But recently it caught my eye as I was following one of its prolific participants – the Kilted-Wookie – on Twitter. I have been checking out the scorching Sinful Sunday photos, with the odd engagement and reading up on the rules. A few days ago I was looking at the details for this upcoming Sunday – stairs or steps.
There is usually a pile of belongings lying at the bottom of the stairs waiting to go up . This day was not any different as the paraphernalia from the previous evening’s date night lay in a messy heap. Continue reading Sinful Sunday Stairs ~ Scorching Hot
Bondage Alfresco Style
Bondage Alfresco Style – He’s back. He lifts the skirt of my dress and sighs taking a moment to absorb my lace top stockings, suspender belt and appealing knickers. Then fastening my dress to my waist with a clip he reaches for the whip.
Recreational Sex or Bondage Alfresco Style
Let’s rewind – I am getting ahead of myself. I want to talk about recreational sex. In this day and age people work extremely hard for most of the year- finding little leisure time. Their sex lives may suffer because of this. When time and tiredness are everyday issues sexual relations are often hurried and run of the mill –if they happen at all. Of course this not only means that the relationship with your significant other is put under strain, but your personal health and well being could be affected too. Studies have shown that close and satisfying sexual relationships contribute to your vigour. Continue reading Bondage Alfresco Style ~ Collared & tied.
Effeminate guys were all around in the 1970’s.
From a very young age I can remember TV shows were rife with effeminate men. The spectacle of Marc Bolan gyrating around the stage in pink silk trousers that showed the form of his penis was a familiar image on children’s television. This vision was glamorous and (apart from the contours of his cock) non-threatening. I grew up learning to love the look of such men- the way they moved and personified confidence; almost as if they were defying traditional sexual boundaries, but doing it in an incredibly sexy way.
Continue reading Effeminate Men Rocked the World in the 70’s
Date Night can take your relationship to a more intense level.
Date Night Matters
So it’s date night. Or date day. We started date night accidentally right at the beginning of our partnership. We had known each other for years so were well aware of where we wanted to take the sexual side of our relationship. The chemistry between us and general compatibility were very high and so we were both inspired to take the sex, and consequently the relationship as a whole, to a more intense level. Date night grew out of this desire.
With this in mind, on one of the first occasions we got to spend time together alone, he had set up a whole scenario which involved cable ties, ropes, whips and other such paraphernalia. After the course of events had been taken through to its natural conclusion we were exhilarated and excited about what we had achieved. (Read about it here). We were also somewhat exhausted mentally and physically. We were always going to have a lot of sex, but knew these special nights would have to be limited to keep them that way. I have children who are just starting to make their way in the world – I’m not in the throes of youth anymore, and neither is he.
Giving Your Time Matters
Life can be busy but we value each other and our relationship highly enough to make the time and effort to indulge the sexual pleasures we enjoy. We never fail to feel closer after a date night and may savour that time by talking about what went on for days. The evenings are generally more distinctive than the date-days as added time and effort are put into them.
Once we have set aside a night – usually about every 3/4 weeks – I start to plan my makeup and what I am going to wear. This will depend on whether we are meeting out or staying in. Often he will tell me put e how he wishes me to dress. I enjoy adorning myself just for him more than if I was going out to a bar or restaurant to socialise. This is reflected in the great deal of effort I put into my appearance – right down to plucking eyebrows and painting nails. I am not a plastic woman and am indeed fortunate for my age to have excellent breasts, very good skin and lips, good hands and nails and long legs. I would never dream of subjecting my body to false boobs, nails or hair. Indeed if I did my man would run a mile!
Date nights make me feel valued and appreciated. He always makes the effort to cook an excellent meal and plans the setting and the equipment to be used. He indulges me with compliments and champagne. Date days can be even more exciting as they are often spontaneous and the experience can be far more urgent and explicit. These encounters reaffirm in my mind why we are together. For him I submit because in my mind he deserves me to.
Date Night can go wrong
What happens when a date night goes wrong – or not as you had anticipated? It can happen. It is quite possible for a situation to escalate way out of control and an evening to end in tears and emotional confusion, instead of the more desired scenario. Continue reading Date Night helps you to know each other better